That’s the way I was describing it in my head on my way home from work today. It’s like a little bit of light has made it past the blockage and my spirit is soaking it up like the trees’ tiny leaves are soaking up the sun right now.
It’s not to say that I’ve been stumbling around in the dark. I’ve just been looking down for so long recently, I hadn’t realized that my field of vision had constricted to grey asphalt and keeping on going.
I had a good weekend, mostly free of the ongoing pins and needles feeling in my face. I spent time with my family, laughing and talking. And then, this morning, I put on a new dress that I’d bought a few weeks ago and it was so comfy. I was happy.
I was also letting other people’s positive words sink in a little further, reinforced by my family reminding me of other kind words.
Not everything going on right now is going the way I hoped. I’m still waiting on payroll to get to my files. I’m still waiting for a decision from an internal department on teaching yoga to my colleagues. Today is definitely one of the first days I’ve felt normal (i.e., positive and happy and energetic) in ages. But my life is still good.
Sorry for the long silence. I’ve been trudging along with my head down for a while and I didn’t really have much to say. Hopefully this feeling will continue for a bit.